The night before the planned summit of the allied packs, Marinetta lay in her tent, the weight of the upcoming discussions heavy on her mind. The air was thick with anticipation and tension, a stark contrast to the serene setting of their camp.
Harley entered the tent, his expression serious. "We've received reports from our scouts. Vesper's movements suggest he's preparing for a major offensive. We need to finalize our strategies and ensure our alliance is solid."
Marinetta sat up, her eyes reflecting her determination. "We'll be ready. The packs are coming together, but we need to ensure they're fully committed. Tomorrow's summit is crucial."
Harley nodded, sitting beside her. "We've worked hard to get to this point. Trust in our preparations. The strength of our unity will be our greatest asset."
